Asura Continent

Although Lu Yang and the rest of the seven did not complete the final test of perseverance, they still persevered to the end. Moreover, all of them had made it to more than half the distance. According to the rules, the seven of them could proceed with the next round of examinations. If they passed, they could remain within the Nine Mystical Sect and become honorary disciples. However, as these people had passed through the forest, their injuries were not light and they needed to recuperate for a few days. The assessment was set to be in three days.

The seven of them were brought to a room. Each of them was given one room, and the honorary disciples would be responsible for their injuries and food and recuperation. Those honorary disciples took out a white bottle and poured a light yellow liquid from inside on top of their bodies. The liquid looked very ordinary, but after smearing it on his body, something unimaginable happened.

The wound healed at an astonishing speed. In just an hour, it had formed into a scar. The scar then fell off, revealing the original skin. Upon closer inspection, Zhang Xuan could see that there were no scars on his skin at all. It was as though he was a newborn baby, his skin white and rosy. After the honorary disciple smeared the medicinal liquid on the bed, he helped everyone to get on the bed and then left.

That night, Lu Yang woke up. He looked around and recalled what happened before he fainted. Thinking that there was only a hundred feet left before the exam was completed, but there was no time, he felt a wave of discomfort in his heart. After a while, Lu Yang sighed, got up and walked out of the room.

With a creaking sound, the door was opened. Just as Lu Yang wanted to walk out, he saw a young man in his twenties standing outside the door. The man wore a grey robe, and his appearance was ordinary. It was hard to see his appearance in the crowd. When the young man saw Lu Yang, he was slightly startled. Obviously, he didn't expect Lu Yang to wake up so quickly. He hurriedly said, "Little brother, your injuries haven't healed yet. You need to rest more."

Hearing this, Lu Yang's heart warmed. The other party was already an immortal, yet he was still being so polite to him. He hurriedly said, "Thank you, immortal. May I ask where this place is?"

The young man was stunned again. He smiled bitterly and said, "How am I an immortal? Although I live in the Nine Mystical Sect, my status is not that high and I have never cultivated any immortal arts." As he spoke to here, a trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes. He changed the subject and said, "This is the outer court of the Nine Mystical Sect. I am an honorary disciple. Don't call me immortal in the future."

Lu Yang's brows twitched. His eyes were filled with confusion. He cupped his hands and said like an immortal: "My name is Lu Yang, the land of the land, the ocean of the sea. What is your name?"

"My name is Wang Han." Wang Han was also a straightforward person. He smiled and said, "If you don't mind, just call me Big Brother Wang from now on."

After nodding his head, Lu Yang felt that this was a chance. If he failed the next round of the assessment, he was afraid that he would have to take out the Nine Mystical Jade Wall to enter the Immortal Sect. Lu Yang was very curious about the situation of the Immortal School. He couldn't help but say, "Big Brother Wang, I have some things I don't understand. I hope Big Brother Wang can explain a little."

"Sure." Wang Han looked around and saw that many of the honorary disciples that were in charge of taking care of Lu Yang and the rest either went back to their rooms to rest or went into their rooms to take care of them. He said, "It's getting late, if you want to hear it, let's talk inside!"

The two entered the room, because there were two beds in the room. After the two laid down, Wang Han said, "Lu Yang, if you want to ask something, just say it!"

Without wasting any time, Lu Yang went straight to the point and asked, "If I complete the next round of the assessment and become a disciple of the Nine Mystical Sect, can I cultivate immortal arts?"

Wang Han smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Lu Yang, you know too little about the Immortal Sect. Not to mention you've passed the third round, even if you passed the first and second rounds, you might not necessarily be able to become an official disciple." He paused for a moment before continuing, "The Immortal Sect's disciple selection is all about aptitude and spiritual roots. If one doesn't have a single type of spiritual root, it would be impossible for one to become an official disciple."

"Like me! I have dual elemental spiritual roots, which would be pretty good for a mortal. " Wang Han said depressingly, "If it was more than ten years ago, I would have become an official disciple with my spiritual roots. However, there are too many immortals in the Nine Mystical Sect and I can only become an honorary disciple. It is said that in the recent few years, the selection process has become even stricter. As a person with dual attribute spiritual roots like me, I am unable to become an honorary disciple. "

Lu Yang thought of the first round of the assessment and indeed, there was a pair of spiritual roots. That person was still eliminated.

Wang Han glanced at Lu Yang, and seeing that he understood, he continued, "So! It's hard to even become an honorary disciple, even if we stay in the Nine Mystical Sect. "Actually, to put it bluntly, we are just here to be servants for the immortals. If we are lucky, we can become an official disciple after ten years of work. If we are unlucky, we can only work here for the rest of our lives."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Lu Yang was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "Is it that difficult to become an official disciple?"

"Not only is it difficult, it is also unimaginably difficult." Wang Han sighed again and slowly said, "I just said, if you want to become an official disciple, you have to be a servant for ten years. He couldn't make any mistakes within the next ten years, and he couldn't fail the mission. Otherwise, he would have to wait another ten years. When will you have a good performance in the next ten years? Only then will you be able to cultivate in the arts and not only that, you will also have to cultivate in spiritual force before you can become an official disciple. "

Hearing Wang Han's words, Lu Yang also felt that cultivating immortality was much more difficult than he had imagined. He then asked, "Big Brother Wang, the final round of the test was luck, is it possible for me to pass?"

Wang Han was very familiar with this round of assessment. Seeing that Lu Yang was eager to know, he did not hide anything and said: "The so-called luck assessment is not just an ordinary one. "In the past, it's always like this. We'll replace you all into the sword pavilion and take out more than ten celestial swords. Pick one that has a spiritual nature and whoever obtains it will become an honorary disciple. If none of you are able to, we'll all be eliminated."

"The chances of success are indeed very low for one out of the ten Immortal-ranked swords." Lu Yang originally thought that the final round of the assessment would be a little easier, but he didn't expect the probability to be so low. For example, which immortal sword should I choose, or what kind of immortal sword should I choose to pass through? "

Wang Han waved his hand and gave Lu Yang a look that he didn't want to think about it too much and said, "I advise you not to think too much into it. Those celestial swords have no way of being found. I heard from others that in the past few decades, the number of people who have completed the final trial can be counted on one hand. At most, there will be three people. "

"That little?" Lu Yang stared wide-eyed. Doesn't this mean that the chances of succeeding in the last round are close to zero?

Wang Han nodded his head and said with a long sigh, "Everyone in the world wants to cultivate, but cultivation is far more complicated than one can imagine. So what if they become an honorary disciple? So what if he became an official disciple? The path of cultivation is harder than the blue sky. Even if you continuously train day and night, you might not even be able to break through a single realm. Aside from spiritual roots, you still need luck.

"What is Comprehension? "Don't mention that we don't understand, even the Elders of the Nine Mystical Sect don't understand." The helplessness in Wang Han's eyes became even stronger, "The Great Dao is ruthless, the Great Dao is heartless!" "Immortal Cultivation is a glorious road, but in reality, it is a path of no return. Once you step into the Immortal's Gate Sect, you will no longer have the chance to turn back. I am already regretting having come here all those years ago to recruit disciples."

"Regret?" Lu Yang was stunned. Looking at Wang Han's age, he was only in his early twenties.

Wang Han knew what Lu Yang was thinking, and said with a bitter smile: "Don't look at my young age, I've already been here for eight years, and the past eight years have not been smooth sailing. I've made many mistakes along the way, and I still need five years to finish ten years without any mistakes. I think again, can you not make mistakes in the next five years? It was very difficult! "Among these thousands of honorary disciples, very few will be able to learn immortal arts, and only a few will be able to become official disciples."

Speaking to this, Wang Han paused for a moment and then continued, "If I'm not here, I have a lot of choices. I can go home and farm, take the exam, and also do business. But now, I can't do anything but work here. "To put it bluntly, after you've eaten your fill and finished your work, you'll have to live like this day after day, year after year. I don't know when that will be the end of it."

Lu Yang didn't try to dissuade him, but at this moment he felt some sympathy for Wang Han. "Big Brother Wang, you have to persevere. Don't give up. One day, you will become an immortal."

"So what if I give up? So what if I don't give up?" "Perhaps in the future, I will become an immortal. Perhaps, I can only be a servant." Wang Han looked at Lu Yang and changed the subject, "Brother, if you're not selected, don't ever come again. The chances of success are really not high." I suggest you go home and spend more time with your parents than I do with my parents. "

"Parents?" His father has already seen it, so what? As the head of the Lu family, no matter what he does, he must consider the future of the Lu family. Even if he went to see his father now, he might not be able to do so. Lu Yang did not bring up this topic and instead changed the topic. "Do you usually not go home?"

Wang Han shook his head and said, "I can go home, only once every three years. I can only stay at home for three days at a time. Three years, how many years could a person go back to? Even if he went back every three years, how many times could he go back? When our parents get old, we won't be able to see them for much longer. If they get sick in the future, I'm afraid they won't even be able to see us one last time before they die.

The two chatted until late at night before they fell asleep. Lu Yang lay on his bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Before coming here, he had always wanted to enter the Celestial Sect and learn cultivation techniques. However, after coming here, he found that cultivation was vastly different from what he imagined. If he wasted his youth here and couldn't learn anything at all, when would he be able to cultivate immortal arts and avenge his mother?

At this moment, Lu Yang was at a loss. He didn't know if he should stay and become an honorary disciple.

The night passed in silence. Early the next morning, Wang Han bid farewell to Lu Yang, telling him to stay here before leaving.

In the morning three days later, a familiar voice came from outside the room. He said, "You seven can come out! "We'll start the final round of examination immediately..."